At this point in this book, I think I've finished telling the story I wanted to tell, and I have written everything I originally envisioned, although I am very reluctant, and it can be regarded as drawing an ellipsis, yes, not a full stop, but an ellipsis. Whether you like Mao Mao, or Jia Yin, Li Zhengke, or Gu Qingcheng, their lives will continue forever and in the next book.

Jia Yin and Mao Mao, including the former Sangsang and Chen male gods, Wen Wen and soup spoons, I will from time to time in the author of the article has something to say in the small theater, or my Weibo: @桑榆未晚tina

In the process of writing this book, I am very grateful for everyone's understanding, thank you to the friends who have followed me since the beginning, and thank you to the friends who joined later.

The next book is a new story of Pei Sicheng, including the life experience of little Pei Haoyu. The story of Xue'er and Gu Qingcheng, which everyone is looking forward to, including Li Zhengke, a distressing big boy, will be written later and open a separate book.

As an author, writing serials is a very hard thing, and as a reader, I know that it is also a very hard thing for everyone to follow the text, but from another point of view, it is also a pleasure to follow the characters in the book every day and watch them grow!

Bow and thank you all for following so far, and sincerely thank you.

If there is a fate, see you in the new book.

If not, then friends, cherish, goodbye.

As usual, a brief introduction to the new book is attached:

"I Wanted to Dress Up and Marry You"

It is rumored that the second lady of the Song family went crazy five years ago, and her hands were bloodied and wanted to strangle her newborn child.

Until a mysterious man appears and takes the child away.

Five years later,

She is a woman who is about to divorce, and she is the best friend of his fiancée,

And he is an unmarried single father, and at the same time the brother-in-law of her "ex-husband",

When she saw him for the first time, she was cold and noble, but her eyes were burning and she turned her face away.

I thought it was two parallel lines that would never intersect, but because of a child, the vine wrapped around the tree, and the more it was entangled, the tighter it became.

A calculated accident, waking up in a strange environment, opening his eyes and being around him!

She wanted to draw a line, but he gently hugged her, "The child can make soy sauce, can he still skim it?"

(First published on Ruochu Literature Network)

The author with the link to the new book below has something to say, and you can click on it to go directly.